Because I slept a lot in the afternoon and night, I woke up extra early the next day. After a long time, he walked out of the guest room, guessing that the snow might stop in the middle of the night, only to see a red glow on the edge of the distant mountain, and a thick snow covering the whole courtyard, and at this time a few rough women were sweeping out the path. The mountain wind was blowing in his face, and Xue only felt that the air was cool and sweet.

I couldn't help but walk out of the garden, the house of the temple and the canopy of the trees were covered with a thick snow quilt, and the living scenery was like a good poem, of course, a good poem written by someone else. And underfoot, the creaking sound is very crisp. In the corner of the courtyard next to it, a branch of oblique plum is sticking out, reflecting the snow, and Ling Han is opening it alone.

Why does it have to be Zhou Bo? Actually, Yukimi doesn't understand himself very well. Just because of the deed of sale? Or is it because of habitual dependence? Or is it because, even with the common problems of the ancients, she believes that Zhou Bo will keep her promise? Zhou Bo's scorching eyes seemed to be imprinted in her mind, making her blush involuntarily, smile involuntarily, and involuntarily think, can the relationship between the two of them be like this proud snow in this cold feudal time, I fragrance myself and I appreciate myself, which cares about Chunlan and Qiu Ju?

"Alas," sighed softly, feeling that the more he thought about it, the more he understood Yukimi, he lowered his head and thought, and when he looked up again, his clear eyes slowly smiled.

Take your mind back, and then think about it, I am Xuejian, I am crossing the female Xuejian, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, Lu Yao knows the horsepower, and the people will see the hearts of the people over time, ah, off topic.

"I know that it's not snow, it's because there's a dark fragrance." The mood is just right, and there is no one left and right, Xue saw that his heart was horizontal and secretly plagiarized half of the poem, Zhengmei, and suddenly there was a sound in the wall.

Xue was so frightened that she blushed uneasily, strengthened her grief as strength, pulled up the corners of her skirt, and ran back with tears at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, Nima, it's too embarrassing! A lewd poem, it's not all lewd, only half of it is memorized! I'm going to wear it back to make up for a Chinese department, and then wear it back!

Actually, if it's only about half a song, or the lyrics or something, she remembers a lot, but it's too embarrassing to take it out! With the courage of her past life and this life, she really didn't dare to pretend to be a talented woman, for fear of being slapped to death by the later wearer with a modern artifact ---- bricks.

Some people use all kinds of different types and styles of poems like Guan Gong dancing with a knife, and some people are like snow seeers, who use them with trembling and retreating. Alas, she should concentrate on doing the unskilled job of keeping a night watch.

"The prince?"

As soon as Wang Conghan turned out of the corner gate, he saw a young man in white clothes with an anxious face coming in front of him, who was the prince of Dingguo. A while ago, the prince of the world was ordered to take a disaster, because of the age difference, and the prince has no frame, his gentle and elegant personality is familiar with the uninhibited Bai Yitian and the gloomy and quiet Wang Conghan.

Nan Gu Bo's face was a little irritable and blushing, and he was inexplicably sleepy, and his eyes were also looking around, but his mouth was polite: "What a coincidence, Brother Conghan also came here to rejoice?" ”

"I arrived yesterday." Wang Conghan nodded, and said naturally: "I originally made an appointment with my cousin and others to go up the mountain to enjoy the plum blossoms today, but just now I heard the voice of my friend girl outside, thinking that they came out first, so I followed." ”

"I know that it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance?" Shizi's eyes froze, and his expression was a little anxious, and he asked.

"Listen to the voice, it's that girl, yes!" Wang Conghan was a little uneasy in his heart, but he said lightly on his face: "The country girl doesn't know how to read big words, but she always says strange things, and the few furniture that often come and go is used to listening, but fortunately, my friend has always indulged her." ”

Nangu Bo nodded while listening, and in just a moment, he regained his temperament as warm as jade, and said unhurriedly: "Listening to such good poems, I can't help but yearn for the person who writes the poem." He smiled slightly: "A friend from the cold must be an elegant person, so as to have such a fragrant beauty." ”

Wang Conghan refused to answer again, but pointed to the plum garden on the mountain and said with a smile: "Lord Shizi, why don't you enjoy the snow and plum blossoms together for a while?" ”

Nan Gu Bo shook his head and looked down at the boots that were wet in the snow just now: "We are going down the mountain today, let's meet again tomorrow." ”

Wang Conghan smiled and arched his hand: "The prince has a good journey." ”

Seeing Nan Gubo and his party leave, Wang Conghan turned back to the courtyard, Zhou Bo and Bai Yitian had already gotten up, and went to the entrance of Wuhua Garden to find the mother-in-law and inform the three of them, and then they came out of the back door of the Windwind Temple and went to the Yimei Garden at a slightly lower place.

"You guys, have a few songs too!" The so-called literati, when they encounter the situation, they will inevitably have a few words, Bai Yitian is no exception, relying on a bit of urgency, he preemptively made two songs, and he couldn't help but be complacent, and resolutely put himself on the opposite side of everyone, and had the courage to challenge everyone. Yao Yingcan sneered: "Even if you are also called a poem, I will compose seven or eight poems, so what?" ”

Bai Yitian's eyes were about to widen, and he said, "Seven or eight songs, where are you now?" Yao Yingcan said coldly again, "I'm afraid that I will be ashamed of you, so I can only throw you in the mud." ”

"This Bai Yitian is in a state of battle all the time." Yukimi sighed in his heart. Yao Yingcan is a hundred times more sensitive than herself, she is not afraid, and she has the style of a chivalrous woman! The so-called chivalrous women, Yukimi is uniformly identified as those who do not bow to men and dare to challenge boys, all of whom are chivalrous women.

Listening to the two bickering, occasionally fighting a few lines of poetry, Xue Jian didn't dare to copy the poems of his previous life, but only silently walked at the end with Wang Congmeng, and from time to time he just admired a few white eyes. Wang Congmeng knew that Xue Jian was illiterate, and seeing that she was silent, Xiaoyi comforted her: "In fact, poets are also caused by interest." I don't have to say that I mean to be superior, and if it's for this, it's not interesting. ”

"Yukimi listens, it's all good." Yukimi smiled heartlessly.

(Please be the same as Xuejian, and comprehend the amazing wisdom of these people, or Baidu down the five hundred years of poems about snow, and the right to write these people.) ）

"Big brother, you don't talk more and more today," while playing and appreciating, after a while, Wang Congmeng and Yao Yingcan also wrote masterpieces one after another, Wang Congmeng couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Are you scared by our talents?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Conghan smiled lightly and said, "I got up early today, and I occasionally got two sentences, and I think it's much stronger than the ones you just put together!" ”

"I want to see what good poems my cousin has, come quickly!"

Last night, a heavy snowfall, since the mountains and valleys of the plum blossoms all pressed, but this plum blossoms, but not afraid of snowflakes, in the snow against the backdrop of the color is more abundant, more lined with the mountains amorous, people are picturesque.

Wang Conghan flicked the snow on the plum branches beside him, "I know that it is not snow, because there is a dark fragrance!" ”

There was silence all around for a while, Xue Jian looked at him dumbfounded, and said in his heart, sure enough, that voice is you!

Wang Conghan looked at Xue Jian's expression but was thinking, sure enough, that person is you, the dark fragrance is full, and the ice and snow are difficult to carve!

Zhou Bo turned around and saw under the plum tree, the person who made him excited, deceived the frost and snow, and pressed the Jiaomei, and even compared the surrounding people and other dry scenery to all the colors. It's really, I know that it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance!

"That's a good sentence!" Everyone applauded, Wang Congmeng whispered several times, Fang raised his head and smiled: "Where did the eldest brother get such a good sentence?" Bai Yitian and the others woke up, this kind of mood is categorically inconsistent with Wang Conghan's style. Thinking of it again, he said that he got up early, so he looked at Wang Conghan with ill intentions and said: "Cousin, Tete got up early today, it turned out that he met a beautiful woman and went to the appointment of Dark Fragrance." ”

"What's the matter," Wang Conghan hurriedly explained, peeking over, Xue saw that a pretty face was as red as the morning glow, so he glared at Bai Yitian viciously: "Hugh is talking nonsense." ”

The group of people was fighting and making trouble, Wang Conghan was already strict-mouthed, Bai Yitian had to sigh, this gentleman is too boring!

Only Zhou Bo looked at Wang Conghan's eyes just now, but Xue saw that he was uncomfortable, and he didn't like it, so he pulled Xue Jian and asked in a low voice, "What good things have you done?" ”

Seeing that her heart was empty, Xue muttered in a low voice: "People, what...... There was ......"

Zhou Bo was silent, and Xue Jian couldn't help but look up at him, "I didn't see Wang Gongzi in the morning, really." Zhou Bo glared at her, and Xue Jian couldn't help but pretend to tremble, and whispered to him: "Da Lang, you look like a big ice cube!" ”

"What? Do you feel cold too? Zhou Bo said, Xue saw that he couldn't bear it, raised his eyebrows and said: "I really haven't seen Wang Gongzi in private!" Zhou Bo sneered: "I said have you seen it?" ”

Xue saw that if she hadn't been able to beat Zhou Bo, she would have started to beat her, and at this time she felt that it was unreasonable for her to swallow her anger, so she plunged her waist: "I said I haven't seen it!" It's just that I chanted half a line of poetry in the courtyard, and I was afraid that others would hear it, so I ran back, who knew that it would really be heard by Wang Gongzi? It's not my fault, right? As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, pushed Zhou Bo hard and slammed into the plum tree next to him, and then turned around and jumped away.

"It's boring!" Patting the falling snow under the plum blossoms, Zhou Bo frowned, but there was a smile in his eyes: "I don't believe that such a good poem can be thought up by a tofu brain like yours, tell me, where did you get it?" ”

Xue saw that he glared at Zhou Bo hatefully, "I won't tell you that I came up with it myself!" ”

Zhou Bo then raised his hand to take some snow from the plum, kneaded it into a small snowball in his hand, and hit the snow. Xue was dumbfounded, this action that did not match Zhou Dashao's image, and there was no intimate atmosphere, which really made people rush to the ground.

Zhou Bo was very happy to see Xue Jian stunned and beaten, so he made a snowball again and beat again. Xue was in a hurry: "But let you have three points, are you really a good lady to bully?" He bent down and threw a snowball at Zhou Bo.

Regarding the snowball fight, which is a favorite combat mode, whether it is the ancients or the present, whether it is an adult or a child, it is easy to mobilize the combat effectiveness, and the two of them just fought wildly regardless of it, and the first few people heard the noise, turned around, and couldn't help but petrify, "This is the situation of the gods?" ”

"Look, over there!"

"Ahh

"Be careful!"